<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE </div><div class='quotemain'>The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e're gave, Awaits alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave. --Thomas Gray, "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard" It seemed as if they came at will. Children of the concrete, not of the corn. By some strange force of nature that continued to birth point guards by the decade. From every borough they sprung. From the womb straight to West Fourth or Dykman or 155th. Or at the Soul in the Hole tournament. Or in the Entertainer's Basketball Classic. Every summer, there was another New York City point guard, better, more gifted than the one before. They built reps, built legacies, had false truisms about things they did spread throughout the city, got nicknames from Duke Tango, had people as far as Cali shook, had afro'd shorties in Atlanta makin' hot sauce, had white prodigies in Oregon becoming professors. They provided shoe companies marketing campaigns that turned into TV shows and film docs. They went from urban legends to urbane phenomenons. They became street ball royalty, college stars, NBA prospects. Then all of a sudden -- the New York City point guard disappeared.</div> http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story...=jackson/080715
Bassy still rules the world, so this article means nothing. Especially since it was written by Scoop Jackson, who once said that Telfair would be better than LeBron James. The better question is, "what happened to good ESPN sportswriters?"
I love how Scoop's long-winded articles can usually be summed in a couple sentences. Q: Why do all the best point guards no longer come solely from NY? A: The game's growth has helped it become popular all over the world. /saved you time
None of them hold a candle to Nate Archibald. The only one who could was Kenny Anderson. Sebastian Telfair may just be one of the most over hyped players that I can remember.
